每年团圆饭，都是我们家最温馨的时刻。爷爷奶奶坐在前面，爸爸和叔叔站在他们身后，笑容满满，像是老照片里的温柔模样。
我站在镜头后，按下快门的那一刻，感觉整个新年都被定格在这一桌的欢喜里。我们一家四口，其实是三代人的心贴得更近了。孝顺，从来不是口号，是他们彼此照顾的眼神，是我想留下的每一个瞬间～
我站在镜头后，按下快门的那一刻，感觉整个新年都被定格在这一桌的欢喜里。我们一家四口，其实是三代人的心贴得更近了。孝顺，从来不是口号，是他们彼此照顾的眼神，是我想留下的每一个瞬间～
There’s something gentle about the way the camera captures New Year’s Eve dinner. Grandpa and Grandma sit at the table like the stars of a quiet painting, while Dad and Uncle stand behind them, smiling with the same joy they had as kids opening red envelopes.
I press the shutter softly, secretly tucking this moment into my memory, too. Four people, three generations, gathered not just around food, but around warmth, love, and quiet respect. Filial piety doesn’t need big words—it lives quietly in the little things ~
I press the shutter softly, secretly tucking this moment into my memory, too. Four people, three generations, gathered not just around food, but around warmth, love, and quiet respect. Filial piety doesn’t need big words—it lives quietly in the little things ~